You can never get used to it. The dark room that makes you pray there was a pounding in your ears, loud enough to burst your eardrums. I don't want to hear it. Your cries of pain, pleading for a slight relief. I can't understand your pain, I can't make it disappear, I can't feel it and I don't know how to save you from it.
So I will do everything I can to help because I love you so much, so please...
Just don't leave me.
YOU ARE READING
Am I 'Absolute'?
PuisiMostly poems and art, some quotes and short stories. Not everything is an original of mine, so if it isn't I will state so on the page. 😊 Also: Helloooo! Oh my gosh! #1 in original poems!!